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CYBERSPACE, OUTERSPACE, & INNERSPACE

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LOST IN THE COSMOS – Drowning in shallow relationships

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THE RISE OF ME

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Ever heard a hothead yell cuss words at a bad driver? Is your amped-up evangelist a target for the middle finger? Or maybe you were brown-eyed by bare buttocks while strolling the beach? Whatever the provocation, you probably cannot count the number of times you had to exercise a little tolerance in your life. What …

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We often hear the saying, “the older the wiser” or “old age brings realised knowledge,” but are greying hair, wrinkles, frown lines and wornout skin really the qualifications of wisdom? Everyday, things wear out. Computer software, food, clothes, smartphones, music, furniture, homes, and gardens – all become outdated after some time. It’s only natural that …

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Why do we always want to know what others are up to? Why do we constantly check for posts on social media, follow people, and “friend” people on Facebook and Instagram? We crave real connection. From day one, as a newborn, we seek relationships with others. But if we are all looking for connection, why …

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You have an important appointment in the city at 4:50pm. The bus you need to catch is scheduled to arrive at 4.32. It’s now 4:33. The bus pulls up to the kerb. You pay, find a seat and sit down, close your eyes, plug your earphones in, and escape into another world. Or, singing to …

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I won’t deny that I’m searching for happiness. I look for it everyday, and I’m sure you do too. But sometimes it feels like I’m desperately chasing a water mirage in the desert, only to find it advancing ahead of me at the exact speed I pursue it. Pausing for a moment, I might realise …

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I never meant to be celibate. Teen life is all about parties and play. Abstinence is an extinct idea. Sex sells, even in the supermarket aisles. Bottomless, topless passion prevails. Clutching promiscuity, society places pressure on you to perform—you’re a failure if you don’t. There was no peace growing up in the oldest Marist boys’ …

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There was a time in my life when all I knew was Christianity as it was practiced in my church, a small church in a small, suburban, overwhelmingly white town. I knew only the God that was preached about to me at Sunday school, and I thought everyone celebrated Easter and Christmas as I did. …

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The bathroom lock slides across with a satisfying click, and a sigh escapes me as I begin to wind down. I’m relieved to be alone for a few minutes after a busy day of work, then taking the kids to hockey practice. I smile at my reflection in the mirror. Not too bad, still a …

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